Sunday, May 8, 2011

I am writing to you from heaven, and though it must appearA rather strange idea, I see everything from here.I just popped in to visit, your stores to find a cardA card of love for my mother, as this day for her is hard.

There must be some mistake I thought, every card you could imagineExcept I could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven.She is still a mother too, no matter where I resideI had to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she’s cried.

I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to knowThat though I live in heaven now, I still love my mother so.She talks with me, and dreams with me; we still share laughter too,Memories our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?

My mother carries me in her heart, her tears she hides from sight.She writes poems to honor me, sometimes far into the nightShe plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwellsShe writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.

So you see Mr. Hallmark, though I no longer live on earthI must find a way, to remind her of her wondrous worthShe needs to be honored, and remembered tooJust as the children of earth will do.

Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know you’ll do your bestI have done all I can do; to you I’ll leave the rest.Find a way to tell her, how much she means to meUntil I can do it for myself, when she joins me in eternity.

Independent Executive Team Leader, Origami Owl. I am lucky to be a SAHM to two wonderful boys - one in heaven, one on earth. My hobbies include singing, reading, genealogy, home decorating and helping the amazing members of Origami Owl's Team FAITH achieve their goals!